My heart was beating very fast. Wow! That was a great scene.As I was watching her boobs, she looked at me. She noticed my sight but did not try to cov...r her boobs with her saree. Instead of it, she smiled and asked what I was seeing. I replied that there was an insect on her blouse and pointed to her boobs. She stood up and asked where it was. I went to her and touched her boobs and replied that here. I put my hand in her blouse and tried to find that insect. But there was no insect because it. "It's okay dear, there's no reason to be embarrassed. You're anattractive woman...and it's expected that you have a sex life too,"said Kiyoke. "You do like men, right?" "Yes, Ms. Kiyoke...I didn't before ...well, before I became feminized,"she admitted. Kiyoke sat down on one of the stools by the kitchen counter. "It'sperfectly normal dear."Amy poured two cups of coffee and retrieved some milk from the fridge.She set it out with the sugar. "Did you enjoy yourself?" asked Kiyoke as she poured a. That's why religion never quiet hit if of with me, the hypocrisy of it all, all that faith vanishes with the scent of a girls cunt or boys bum.But what the hell, we all go through life with our Walter Mitty complexities, being something we are not, such as I, being a faithful wife, on the surface and a stranger's cum slut, like now, aching for a dirty fuck on the last train home.I pull the elastic edge of my red panties to the side and look at my smooth and beautifully contoured pussy, an organ. Mai ise hi pyar samjhta tha. Daily deepti mujh se hath milati or maire padhai k baare me puchti or mai khush ho jata. Ek din dipti ne mujh se hath milaya mera hath dekhkar boli tumhe to bukhar hai .tum school kyo aaye. Maine kaha 2mhe dekhne. Or halki se hasi or maire gaal pe kiss ki or boli mera pyara dost. Fir mujhe chutti dilwa kar ghar bhej diya. Maire liye ye jannat ka din tha. Aishe hi time gujarta raha. Mai 9th class pass karke ghar k pass school me admission le liya. Or deepti ne bhi.